This time I'm leaving you This time I'm leaving you This time I'm never coming back, never coming back, never coming back Pack my bags you'll never see
Lark throated spit through beaks tonight These gagging chirps were written in disguise What's that sound? Caskets floating Hey you did you ever intend
Chances are you've heard this But your headphones mute your equilibrium Hearing tests the mattress hit the mistress fooled But nothing ever felt this
Nuisance an actor choking on nectar nothing gotten narcoleptics will cut off these patients blue arms peg legged sullen drool on these words I've never
in bourbon, And spoiled without, An offsides penalty, With Russian alibis, And masked as intuition lullabies. And your check bounced higher, Than any other
[Pink Floyd cover] Doctor doctor! I'm in bed Achin' head Gold is lead Choke on bread Underfed Gold is lead Jesus bled Pain is red Are goon Grow go Greasy
with out A little more then a distance Mad at me (mad at me) Got to affect her with her peck Jealous soul eyes But I'm just playing Mad at me (mad at
so what comes now run through the answers and you can feel the scratching get down this breed bring it against so coy a levitated incubation instincts
[Originally by The Smiths] in a river, the color of red emerged the baby's head wrap her up in the news of the world dump her on a doorstep, girl this
out, looks at my truck, looks at me, I swear to GOD he went, "Tire go flat?" I couldn't resist. I said "Nope". "No I was driving around and those other
that I see Holding each other at the altar of love Worshipping souls on bended knee Reading each other so close or apart Two lovers joined at the heart
might say We hit McDonald's, pulled into the drive We ordered two Big Macs and two large fries. She kicked her shoes off onto the floor She said, "Drive
Hello there this is Jim Johnson And I'm here at the Harriet Tubman Underground railroad elementary school Today we have rap star, entrepreneur Puff Daddy
but can't handle it This rap game's getting scandalous I done lost my best friend in Los Angeles My other nigga turned Evangelist But I can't quit cause
York! Representin N.Y.C. to the fullest Where New York at? Where New York at? Gats I pull it, heads be duckin when New York be bustin Where New York at
gotta wife at Home , and to lose her OH im Scared So now im on my Way home , Whiping off this other womans Hair Shhh shh Silent...nervous as hell while im Driving
I ran through the snow Right up to your window and smiled cause I Was so absolutely happy to be with you All our relatives were too afraid to drive
tell her call the wedding planner up set the date i'll be there meet me at the alter honey you aint gotta worry bout all them other broads boo live up at
